I feel so weird being at home so early. Today is a Friday. I wished I had work somehow at least it will keep me busy and I won't have to keep thinking. I wish my brain was dead somehow, I want someone to talk to. I thought I could see Cookie today and at least someone would be home. But no, that fucking bastard went out. Sorry lah, I am not pretty and I don't have big boobs okay. I thought you said you will never find an Indian girl. Fuck you a thousand times. Damn, happy now? I swear my life sucks, really. Even I play mahjong, I lose. God you really want me to die of depression is it? And somehow or another, all the stupid black group in PP keeps staring lah. Wth, sorry for being drug-free bastards.